Today I find myself missing my Panamanian home. All the hustle and bustle that’s sure to be happening at my mom’s bakery scrambling to fill all the fruitcake and rum & raisin cake orders. Hovering over pots and pans to sneak a sample from the many party trays to be delivered. The smell of cinnamon, nutmeg and rum in the air.
Hanging out with my mom’s VERY large family: aunts, uncles, nieces, cousins, my Grams. Enjoying the potluck of dishes prepared by each of them. The availability of our delicious tamales, bollos and lechón. The sound of salsa, merengue and reggaeton emanating from every home on the block. The rowdy neighbors out on their patios sitting, dancing, eating, laughing, drinking and having a merry good time.
What are you missing today?